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This Damned Thirst for Survival - Chapter 46
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... of his hat fell, covering his brow, and finally the corner of his lips, which were raised.
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Half an hour has passed.
The Beaver was still sniffing the air.
It was logical that humans would have a smell that was peculiar to them that belonged to the scent of the living, but for the past half hour his sensitive nose had smelled patchy.
The scent of the two humans faded, as if they had been covered up, had they died, or had left the cave?
The beaver walked slowl ...
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